Yang Han laughed, “Actually, you might as well just give birth if you get pregnant.? Since you already have 5 children, there’s not much of a difference in having more. The kids you have now would have grown up by then and they can help you take care of the younger ones, so you just have to worry about giving birth.”
Why do these words just seem to be so… condescending? ‘Just have to worry about giving birth’? Goodness…
Lin Lan pretended to be angry, “Yes, I am just a sow that gives birth to piglets.”
“I’m sorry, I was just joking; will pay attention in the future,” He apologized with a smile.
He was smiling, but the smile didn’t last when he saw a man walking outside, “Lan Huahua, your man is here.”
Lin Lan had already seen him as she smiled and waved to Han Qingsong, “Why are you here?”
Han Qingsong’s stern expression softened a little when he saw her and Xiaowang. Striding over, he stretched out his hands to carry the child.
Lin Lan introduced, “This is Yang Panpan, my… childhood friend.”
Han Qingsong stretched out his hand towards Yang Han, “Hello.”
Yang Han smiled and held his hand, “Director Han, I have long admired you.”
Han Qingsong didn’t know why, but he saw a bit of a teasing glint in Yang Han’s smile. He wondered what it meant but didn’t linger too long on it.
Yang Han said, “It’s getting late, let’s go to our cafeteria for dinner.”
Han Qingsong said, “Thank you for your kindness, but I have already made arrangements.”
Lin Lan bid farewell to Yang Han, “Panpan, come to my house for a visit when you have time. I’ll make sure to introduce you to someone.”
Yang Han stretched out his hand but didn’t wave it, “…goodbye.”
Han Qingsong was concerned about Xiaowang’s affairs.
Lin Lan told him that they would have to save money. She also informed him that in two years, Xiaowang could undergo an operation that would recover his eyes’ condition back to 60% or 70% of its former state.